"Ooh..."
After Di Yi made his move, the Black Blood seemed to possess an awareness of its own. Sensing danger approaching, it suddenly lashed out and erupted.
The next instant, the wound on Di Yi's abdomen seemed to dissolve. Flesh fell away and rotted, exposing crystalline bones, while scarlet blood drenched the area red.
Moreover, the vitality throughout his body rapidly drained away, declining precipitously as though eroded. An aura of decay seeped from the cracks in his bones and lingered around him.
"Even after several periods of slumber, you're still this tenacious..." Di Yi was hardly unaware of the Black Blood's tenacious "vitality." Otherwise, he would not have remained ailing all this time, unable to recover.
After several periods of slumber, the Black Blood had originally shown signs of stabilizing under his control. The method of boiling a frog in warm water from his "common knowledge" had clearly been viable.
But now, the trouble seemed greater. With the sudden increase in the "water temperature," the Black Blood once again showed signs of rebounding after hitting bottom.
"Before, it was always my subconscious and instincts wearing you away. How could I let you keep wreaking havoc now!" Amid the uncanny pain, Di Yi intensified his force.
Even if he could not eradicate this Black Blood, he had to deal with this "vitality" of its and curb some aspect of its adaptability.
Relying on the place within the ancient temple inside the Rotten Wooden Box that could fully accommodate his magnitude, he began fully unleashing the mighty power of the Sea of Potential and True Understanding.
In an instant, fluctuations that could make all the heavens tremble appeared, released by his conscious will.
Before this, they had merely been his body's instinct, independent of Di Yi's conscious will. But now, through